Chapter 17
This chapter has been beta by king carlos.
A new chapter, about time, right? I am sorry for now long it took. I am now aiming for shorter and quicker chapters but it's not working that way. On another note I have once again ended this chapter sooner then I would have liked but someone pointed out to me that I was going past a month since my last update.
First thing first before I get to the Q/A. About the same-sex relationship. How do I put this? Aw get over it, move on, it's done and over with and I am not taking it out. Have a good day.
TheMonkeyWrench if you're still reading thanks for pointing that out and ya I suck. I think I fix it but not 100% sure.
maxe03 Diana is a back and forward merchant traveler. She returns to the North to pick up more wears to sell to House Tyrell and the other noble houses in the Reach. She, of course, has to report to Lelouch as well, so she gets to spend a good amount of time around his family. Not a lot but a good amount.
Darth Lelouch, I kind of agree with you but I needed something to help change her character and couldn't think of anything.
Dzerx I should have put in that Ned did take Ice with him. In fact, I may keep it where it still ends up in Joffrey's hands. And the reason is just I don't see Lelouch using it. Robb yes, Jon yes but Lelouch not so much. It doesn't feel like him. Know what I mean?
BlackArachnid13 how are hot air balloons made. I looked it up but don't know if they could be made within the time limits that I am in.
Findarato as far as Sansa being in a lesbian relationship I am open to all suggestions. Margaery is out but any other women you have in mind let me know. This goes for all of you.
Lelouch just really seeing them as his sister and though I don't believe he would be against some forms of incest he is just not interested in them in that way.
Ok, I think that is very one. Sorry if I forgot to answer your question. Pm's are always welcomed and of course, leave a review after you read. Now on with the story.
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- Qarth 299AC-
A reception was being held at the lavish home of one Xaro Xhoan Daxos for Daenerys, but for reasons only known to her she was not feeling any joy for it. Clean from the hard sand of the Red Waste and in a beautiful silk dress one would think she had all the reason to be happy, but her mind was filled with other thoughts. One of which was the person on the rooftop she saw days before. For some reason, she just couldn't get that person out of her mind and the reason being is she could have sworn by the gods that person was watching her from up there. The question was why was this person watching her? Her first guess was that they were some kind of assassin but after a week had passed and no attempts were made on her life, she dismissed it. But that still left her wondering who that person was.
That was not what was on her mind the most, however. That honor belonged to what she saw when she first came to the city. It was a merchant stand that was selling glass and crystal wares. Now she had seen glass and crystal stands before but this one was different in that everything was of high quality and was being sold at a cheap price. But what really stood out was the standard that stood over it. The sigil was that of an eagle over a red rose. She didn't recognize the sigil and, in truth, it meant nothing to her but under that banner was one that did. The standard was smaller than the main one, but its sigil was that of a grey direwolf racing across a field of white. It was the sigil of House Stark, one of the great houses of Westeros. Even if her brother had not made her remember all the sigils of the great houses, she would be hard-pressed to forget that one. After all, she still had her mother's crown, the very crown that Jon Stark had gotten back for her all those years ago.
She was truly surprised at seeing the banner of House Stark way out here. Daenerys had seen it many a time in Braavos, and Pentos but she didn't know their influence stretched as far as Qarth. But then she had no way of knowing considering that she and her brother had never come out this far before. She had, of course, asked Xaro who the eagle sigil belonged to. He told her it belonged to House Auditore, a very powerful and rich merchant family from Lys. After he had told her that, she asked what connection, they had to House Stark in Westeros. Xaro had admitted that he didn't know what connection they had to the Starks but had told her that there was a rumor that it was House Stark that taught them how to make glass and crystal wares.
"My Lady Daenerys," Calls out Xaro as he steps towards her with another man by his side.
"Yes, what is it Xaro?" Daenerys asks.
"I would like to introduce you to a most welcomed guest. This is Ezio Auditore, son of Giovanni Auditore of Lys." Xaro says as the man steps forward taking one of her hands in his and gives a bow.
Taking a good look at the man before her Daenerys has to admit that he is a very handsome man. With his dark hair, roguish smile, and eagle-like eyes he cuts the picture of a natural-born troublemaker and flirt.
"My Lady Daenerys, Xaro has told me of your beauty, but I must say his words do you little justice. For in front of me stands the love goddess herself." Ezio says to her and gives her hand a kiss.
Daenerys had been through a lot so far in her life but still, she can't help but blush a bit at this man's words. She is however aware that this man could have information on what is going on in the Seven Kingdoms and most importantly on this Black Wolf she had heard about from Jorah.
"It is a pleasure to meet you as well, Lord Auditore." Daenerys says.
"Ezio." He says back to her quickly.
"Excuse me?" Daenerys asks.
"Call me Ezio. Being called Lord Auditore makes me feel like an old man, plus nothing would give me greater pleasure than to hear my name come from your lips." Ezio says smoothly.
Daenerys gives a small smile towards him but in truth, she is finding his attempts at flattery a bit annoying. "Then I shall call you Ezio and please feel free just to call me Daenerys."
If this man does not wish to follow the proper etiquette, then she won't either. At least not till she gets what she needs from him.
"You do me much honor Daenerys. To be able to call such a goddess by her name is more than a lonely man such as myself could ever hope to deserve." Ezio says to her.
Daenerys has to keep her eyes from rolling at his comment. This man is too much. "Perhaps we may talk later. I would love to get a chance to talk with you."
"I would be pleased to talk to you. Simply call for me at your earliest convenience Daenerys." Ezio says kindly to her.
"Then by your leave Ezio." She nods her head at him and walks away.
"Daenerys." Ezio bows his head.
As they walk away Jorah Mormont who had been silent till this point says to Daenerys. "Khaleesi you do realize that man is most likely loyal to House Stark right?"
"Yes, I know Jorah, but that man most likely knows what is happening in the Seven Kingdoms right now. That is information we desperately need to know before we go there." Daenerys says to him.
When Daenerys had met Jon Stark all those years ago, he had opened her eyes, intentionally or not to a hard fact of life. Even those closest to you will lie to you. Her brother may have been a monster, but she had never thought him a liar till the day she found out why the war had happened. It had hurt her to find out that Viserys was a liar, her father a mad man and her older brother Rhaegar a kidnapper and most likely a rapist. But the really sad part is all she would have had to do to learn the truth was ask a few simple questions to the right people to find out about it herself.
As they walk off, they never see Ezio's give them an eagle-like look. "So that was Daenerys Targaryen. She seems like a sweet young girl but that alone will not be enough to stay my hand. I hope she proves to be useful to my lord, I would hate to take the life of such a young girl."
-Later that night-
Daenerys had just finished talking with Xaro Xhoan Daxos about his proposal of marriage in exchange for the Iron Throne and was now talking with Jorah about it. He counsels to not take the offer and even reveals his feelings for her. She reluctantly agrees to not take the offer of marriage but ignores Jorah's feelings for her. As she is walking down a hall, she spots Ezio Auditore sitting down by himself drinking from a yellow crystal cup. Taking a moment to think over if this was a good time to talk with him, she decides its best to do so now then risk him leaving to another city before she can.
So, she walks over to him and says, "Hello and good evening Lord Ezio."
Looking up from his cup Ezio smiles and stands gives a small bow, "Ah Daenerys good evening to you as well."
"I am surprised to still see you here. The reception was over almost an hour ago." Daenerys says with a smile.
"Yes, well I just wanted to finish this jug of wine before I left. I hate for it to go to waste." He says to her but then adds in, "Would you care to join me. You said you wished to talk to me, and I see no better chance than to do so now."
Thinking over it a bit Daenerys sees no reason not to join him. After all, lips were looser when people had wine in them. "I would love to join you." She says as she holds out her hand to him."
Taking the offered hand Ezio leads her to a seat opposite from him and opens a case of polished ivory. Taking the box in hand he presents three crystal cups to her. One is a deep blue color with the design of a mermaid on it, the 2nd one is a violet color with a flower pattern on it and the last a deep red with a dragon on it. All three cups are breathtaking to look at, but it is the red dragon cup that catches her eye the most. The design is so lifelike that she could almost see it jumping out at her. It was truly a work of art in Daenerys's eyes.
"Please choose whichever you like Daenerys." Ezio says.
It took Daenerys less than a second to pick the red dragon cup. "Thank you, Ezio."
"You're very welcome." He says as he takes the jug of wine and pours some into her cup, then looks over at Jorah and says, "Will you not be joining us Ser Mormont?"
Jorah's back goes straight at the mention of his name. Ever since he came to Essos no one had recognized who he was unless he introduced himself. He was no famed knight, after all, so most people didn't care who he was and certainly wouldn't recognize him on just his appearance.
"You know who I am?" Jorah asks with some worry.
Ezio smiles, "Why of course I know you. Your Ser Jorah Mormont the ex-lord of Bear Island who cowardly ran for his life after he was found selling slaves."
Jorah's eyes narrow dangerously at the insult but before he can say anything Ezio says smugly, "Come now Ser Mormont don't look at me that way. I don't care what you have done in the past and have no attention to doing anything that would take you away from your lady."
Jorah continues to look at Ezio dangerously and never even notices when his hand goes to the hilt of his sword. Daenerys however does and can feel the tension around her and calls to Jorah, "Ser Jorah, Ser Jorah please sit and join us." She asks/commands him.
Getting hold of his temper Jorah does as his queens say and sit down. Once he does Ezio holds out the ivory box to him so he can take a cup. He picks the blue one and Ezio pours him some wine.
"Good, with that settled what is it you wished to talk to me about Daenerys?" Ezio asks with a kind smile.
Taking a sip of her wine before she answers Daenerys thinks on this man. He was a peculiar person and one that was not easily frightened. Even she could tell Jorah was ready to strike him down before she said something and yet this man showed no fear or sign that he was not in control of himself and his surroundings.
"I wish to discuss the latest news from Westeros. I have never been to my homeland so knowing what is going on would be nice." Daenerys says with a small smile.
"No, you don't." Ezio says back simply.
"Excuse me?" Daenerys asks with her smile falling somewhat.
Taking a sip of his wine before he answers Ezio looks her in the eyes and says, "You don't wish for news about Westeros. No, what you want to know is what is a member of a house who is clearly loyal to House Stark doing way out here."
"Am I that easy to see through?" Daenerys asks with all traces of a smile gone from her lips.
Giving a shrug Ezio says, "Your inexperienced but if it makes you feel any better you made a decent attempt. But you overplayed your hand when you let me call you just by your name."
"Then let us do away with any pretenses of friendship and get to the matter at hand. Why are you here Lord Ezio Auditore of Lys?" Daenerys asks as she sits up straight trying to appeal queenly.
The keyword is trying, in Ezio's eyes she is but a little girl trying to play a queen. He, on the other hand, had looked into the abyss that was his lords' eyes and had felt true fear. Compared to that she was nothing to be afraid of. The gods could give her 1000 dragons and she would still be nothing compared to his lord.
"I have made no pretenses Daenerys. I don't consider you an enemy, so I see no reason we can't be friends. But to answer your question I am here on my lords' orders." Ezio says with an easy-going smile that does not put them at ease.
"Lord Stark sent you here?" Jorah asks in surprise.
"You're thinking the wrong Lord Stark Ser Mormont but yes a Lord Stark sent me here." Ezio says much to Jorah's confusion.
Daenerys however quickly understands, "The Black Wolf sent you here then."
"Correct," Ezio says with a smile.
"And what does the Black Wolf want from me?" Daenerys asks truly wondering what it could be. She hopes it is to pledge his loyalty to her, but she doubts that.
"Well to be honest he wants nothing from you." Ezio says scratching his cheek.
Now it is Daenerys turn to be confused, "He wants nothing?"
Nodding his head at her question Ezio then says, "That's right. He wants nothing from you seeing as you have nothing to give."
Confusion gives way to anger when Daenerys hears that and stands up and almost yells out at Ezio but is just able to keep her temper. "Nothing to give, I am the rightful Queen of the Seven Kingdoms."
Ezio holds up his hands in playful surrender and smiles, "I mean no offense Daenerys but come now even you must realize that you have nothing you can give my lord. You are far from the Seven Kingdoms, have no land, no gold, and no men."
"I have dragons." Daenerys says back.
"You have baby dragons. Hardly a threat to my lord." Ezio points out.
"They will grow." Daenerys counters.
"Not if my lord does not let them." Ezio says back.
"Are you threatening my Khaleesi Lord Auditore?" Jorah asks in a dangerous tone of voice.
Ezio is not intimidated in the slightest and just says, "I am not threatening anyone Ser Mormont. I am simply stating a fact. Even way out here you are not outside my lords reach."
Jorah narrows his eyes and says, "I have known Lord Stark for many years before my banishment and know for a fact he would never be ok with what you are suggesting, and I can't believe his son would be much different."
At those words, Ezio takes out a neckless from his pocket and tosses it on the table. Jorah's eyes widen at the neckless and look up at Ezio with eyes full of questions but before he can ask anything Ezio answers his question.
"Yes, Ser Mormont that is your ex-wife's neckless. The very one you gave to her on your wedding day." Ezio says.
"How did you get ahold of this?" Jorah asks as he picks up the neckless. The day he had given it to his ex-wife Lynesse was the happiest day of his life. That was till that marriage turn in to a nightmare.
"Why I got it from the woman herself. Well after I had killed her that is." Ezio says in a matter of fact voice.
Both Jorah and Daenerys are shocked that he would admit murdering just like that and the way he admitted to it made it clear he thought it was no big deal. But once more before Jorah or Daenerys can say anything Ezio beats them in answering their questions.
"Lord Stark has long sense step back from dealing with any matters that have anything to do with Essos. Because of this, my lord has free rein to deal with all matters concerning Essos and unlike Lord Stark himself, my lord has no problem dealing with things in a less honorable way." Ezio says in a cold voice.
"But why kill Lynesse?" Jorah asks in a hard voice. He didn't love his wife anymore and, in fact, didn't care a thing for her but still too outright murder her was distasteful to him.
"To be honest I really didn't know why until I saw you. You see I was really only supposed to kill Tregar Ormollen and all those of his blood, but I got a letter from my lord commanding me to kill his chief concubine as well even though she didn't have any children by him." Ezio says.
Jorah's eyes go wide, "Tregar Ormollen is dead?"
Out of curiosity, Daenerys asks Jorah "Who is Tregar Ormollen?"
Looking at his Khaleesi Jorah answers, "Khaleesi he is, was a very powerful merchant prince who stole my wife and ran me out of Lys."
"Not powerful enough it would seem." Daenerys says.
A chuckle is heard from Ezio who after laughing for a bit says, "Not powerful enough indeed Daenerys. You see the fool of a man thought he could stand in the way of my family rising back to power in Lys. Sadly, for him by standing in our way he was standing in my lords' way as well. That was something my lord would not allow so he had him and his whole family exterminated."
"That still does not explain why he had you kill Lynesse." Jorah almost shouts.
"Doesn't it? You see Ser Mormont, Daenerys, Tregar Ormollen was far more powerful then you are right now and Lynesse was more powerful than you by being his chief concubine. And yet both are dead for crossing my lord. One for trying to get in the way of my lord's gaining power in Lys and the other one for costing him a valuable game piece." Ezio says to Daenerys more than to Jorah.
"And the lesson is that if I cross him, I will end up the same way. Right?" Daenerys states.
"I am not sure, to be honest. You see my lord could have killed you and your brother at any time he liked when the both of you were in the Free Cities. Even before you met his brother Jon in Braavos he knew where you where at all times, so it would have been easy." Ezio says to Daenerys in a cold voice.
"But he didn't which would mean he needs something from me or at the least is looking to use me in some way." Daenerys says.
This young girl was far smarter than Ezio thought she was. "Once again your half right but not fully. You see my lord sent me here to see if you could be of use to him one day. Right now, you are neither important enough nor strong enough to be anything more than an afterthought to him."
"And if you find me lacking or of some threat to your lord?" Daenerys asks but she already knows the answer.
"Then I kill you." Ezio says.
Jorah's hand goes to his sword once more and is about to draw it, but Daenerys holds up her hand in the silent command to not do so. "You do realize I could just have you killed right now don't you." Daenerys states to him.
Ezio shakes his head in disappointment and says, "And here you were doing so well Daenerys."
"What do you mean?" Daenerys asks having just about enough of this man talking down to her.
"My life does not matter. If you have me killed here and now all you would have accomplished was making your intentions to start a war with my lord clear. In which case he will just make sure you never make it to the Seven Kingdoms. Even way out here where my lord's influence is weakest, he still has more then you and his network of spies will always be better than yours. It would be easy to slip the knife in between your ribs and be done with it. And unlike what you dear knight thinks Lord Stark will not move to stop him and no one in the Seven Kingdoms will care if you die. To them, you would be just another unfortunate person who died in a violent way." Ezio says to her. He does not wish to kill her and in fact, finds her likable, but this little girl needs to learn that there are bigger monsters out there then her dragons and his lord is one of them.
Daenerys teeth clinch at that. She was really starting to dislike this man but at the same time, he had a point. She was not that same little girl who met Jon Stark that day on the streets of Braavos who believed everything her brother told her. She knew no one in the Seven Kingdoms was waiting for the dragons return, be them noble or smallfolk. There would be no banners awaking her arrival, only armies.
Taking the last sip of wine Ezio stands up and bows, "Well Daenerys it looks like our time is up. It was a pleasure talking with you."
"I wish I could say the same Lord Auditore." Daenerys says bitterly.
Ezio just shrugs his shoulders and says, "I understand your bitterness Daenerys and accept that you most likely don't think of me as a friend anymore, but let me leave you with a word of advice. Not everyone is who they appear to be and just because someone wraps themselves up in gold and silk does not mean they are powerful."
With that Ezio starts to walk away leaving the box of cups behind. "Oh, and feel free to keep the cups. Think of them as a gift." He adds as he walks away.
- Casterly Rock-
Overlooking his maps of the Seven Kingdoms Tywin Lannister thought about the last couple of years and had to accept the fact that he was a fool. Why was he a fool? Because if he had just taken the time to look closer instead of being blind by his anger, he would have seen that the Black Wolf of the North was planning to leave his legacy behind. And it was one that completely contradicted his own. He should have seen it before, it was right there plain as day for him to see but he let his anger cloud his judgment. The fall of House Bolton, the fall of House Frey that culminated into the Northern Army holding the Twins and even the building of the Winter Rose Bridge was all part of some grand plan. What was this grand plan? He didn't know but he did know that he could have put a stop to it if he had only let the attacks and insults on his house go.
Because he couldn't do that, he now found himself on the back foot and could only react to what has already happened. It was not a position he was used to being in and one he knew he couldn't get out of easily. And make no mistake he knew he was at war with the Black Wolf already and that boy would not give up his advantages of which he had many. All of the moves the boy had made so far guaranteed that the only way House Lannister and House Stark could solve their problems was with a war that saw one of them fall. Even knowing that, the question remained, what was Lelouch Stark's ultimate goal?
Tywin could think of several things off the top of his head and all of them were not good for House Lannister. The first thing that came to mind was the boy was planning to declare the North's independence from the rest of the kingdom and reform the old Northern Kingdom, but that didn't seem right. From everything he had learned of the boy, he was smart enough to realize that doing such a thing would destabilize the whole of Westeros. All Lelouch Stark would have accomplished by doing that would be reverting the Seven Kingdom's back to the time where all they did was fight each other for dominance. That was something that no one wanted.
Was he counting on House Martell and his brother to back him? No that couldn't be it, as far as Tywin was a concern. There was a reason Dorne was the last of the kingdoms to enter the fold and Tywin was sure that if the opportunity to breakaway presented itself, they would take it. The other kingdoms would do the same shortly after that, he was sure. So that couldn't be the Black Wolf's true goal.
Nor could his goal be to make himself king seeing as he didn't have any royal blood in him do to the Starks never seeking marriage to the royal family when the Targaryen's were in power. And even though he got the news already about his grandson Joffrey's betrothal to Sansa Stark, he knew that was all Robert's doing. Did he seek to eliminate House Lannister to turn Joffrey into some puppet king that he controlled?
It did fit, but still, Tywin didn't believe that was it. The reason being that Lelouch Stark had been making some very questioning moves as of late. Like letting the Auditore family go back to Lys with all its wealth in tacked. He was also letting House Andre do the same thing. Even now they were selling most of its holdings to the Corbet family and relocating to Braavos. Why do that? What purpose did that serve? If Tywin had guessed right those two families alone made up half of the total income of the North, so letting them go somewhere's else was not a good idea by any means.
Whatever the reason Tywin knew he had to start preparing for the war with the North. And like he thought before, it was a war in which he was already at a disadvantage. Three of the great houses were already behind the Starks and a 4th house was a maybe. Three out of the 8 great houses against his own was not a good thing but it was not all bad news. Out of the three houses he knew would take sides against him one of them was too far away to be of any real use and the other was in a period of instability. It had cost him a small fortune to turn some of the smaller houses against young Robb Stark Tully, but it was worth it. He was not so foolish as to believe that these houses would be anything more than a small inconvenience to the young wolf, but they would slow him down a bit and may even cause some doubts in his leadership with the others.
Tywin, however, was not going to underestimate the younger brother of the Black Wolf. He may have been overshadowed by his older brother but that didn't mean he was any less competent. He showed that when he helped the ex-sworn houses of the now-dead House Frey survive after them. They may be minor houses but their loyalty to the young wolf was unquestionable do to this. Young Robb had also already shown himself to be a competent military commander at the Battle for the Twins. Which made the prospect of facing him in battle unprepared undesirable.
Truly the gods had blessed Lord Stark with fine children. They were far superior to his own who were mediocre at best in his eyes. That is why they needed to be eliminated before they could walk over his children and grandchildren like he was sure they would do. And the upcoming war between the two houses was the only way to do that. The Black Wolf was to smart, to cunning to fall to an assassination attempt and no doubt his brothers and sisters would be just as well protected. He would have to do this the old way, with men and steel. For now, he would have to wait for Robert to die for the Black Wolf has checked the broad.
-Crossroads Inn-
Fury, anger, hatred. These were just some of the feeling Sansa was having right now. To just think that little prick of a prince would dare to point his little toy sword at her sister and poor Mycah was infuriating by itself. To see him actually do it, well the little son of a bitch was lucky she didn't slit his throat right then and there. The only reason she didn't was that she knew Arya was perfectly capable of taking care of herself and more than a match for the pathetic prince. Even with only a wooden stick and the knife she was given for her own protection, she could have killed the prince with ease. And now here she was standing before the king is asked to back Joffrey's claim that he was the victim of an unprovoked attack by Arya's direwolf.
Ha, like Nymeria needed to protect Arya from such a weak little boy. It was almost enough to make her laugh out loud, that is if it was not so insulting. Nymeria like her brother and sisters was far smarter than a normal dog or wolf and didn't so much as move an inch when Joffrey attacked. Nymeria knew he was as much a threat to her mistress as she was to Fenrir. It was pathetic how easily Arya disarmed Joffrey in just one move leaving only a small cut on his hand with her dagger. Sansa was actually proud of Arya for showing such restraint in not killing the prince, seeing as Lelouch had taught them to kill anyone who dared attack them outside of a spar.
This whole thing however put Sansa in a difficult position. Her brother had given her a mission to get close to the queen and find out her darkest secrets and she had been making great strides in that regard. But now she had to make a choice. She could side with her sister as was right or side with the prince and keep getting closer to the queen. She wondered for a bit what Lelouch would do and then smiled on the inside.
"I am sorry my king, but I can't back Prince Joffrey's claim that he was needlessly attacked. Seeing as he was the one to start…" Sansa starts to say before she is interrupted by the prince.
"Lier!" Joffrey shouts out in a wining voice. Then starts to go on and on about how Arya started everything, and it is her fault.
Sansa just ignores him up till he quiets down but before she can say anything it is the queen who speaks before her.
"Lady Sansa you would do well to remember that speaking to the king and lying is a grave offense," Cersei says to her. The not so hidden threat is clear, and Cersei hopes it will cower the girl.
She is 100 years too early to even hope to scare Sansa who has seen more death then the queen has in her whole life. And it shows by what she says next.
"I know good and well who it is that I am speaking to my queen. And like I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted by your son it was him who started the fight with my sister." Sansa says with a cold edge to her voice.
The girl's voice pisses off Cersei and she is about to say something before Robert yells out, "Quiet all of you! The next person to interrupt Lady Stark will have their tongue removed."
Robert has never had the patience for things like this and wants nothing more than to get this over with. Seeing that he has coward everyone into silence he looks back at Sansa whose cold eyes meet his without fear. She is truly Lyanna's niece he thinks to himself.
"Lady Stark continue." He orders.
Bowing her head Sansa says "Yes my king. As I was saying it was Prince Joffrey who started the whole thing. My sister was simply teaching Mycah how to handle a sword seeing as me and she has been taught how to handle a blade since we were old enough to pick one up."
Cersei gives a mocking laugh at this and says, "How barbaric." Though there is a hit of bitterness in her voice that goes unrecognized by all but Sansa.
"Barbaric it maybe my queen but after what happen to the last Lady Stark who couldn't defend herself my father and brother felt it necessary that we were taught how to protect ourselves," Sansa says.
Robert's hands grab hard on to the armrests of the chair he was sitting on and the sound of the wood cracking could be heard throughout the room. For her part, Cersei just bites her tongue knowing better than to say anything at the mention of that woman.
Seeing that no one has anything to say Sansa continues with what she was saying, "But back to what I was saying my sister and Mycah were just practicing when Prince Joffrey and me who were on a pleasant little walk came upon them. Now I don't know what came over the prince but for some reason, he felt the need to go up to them. If I had known that he would draw steel on them I would have tried to steer us away from them."
His head snapping over to his son Robert glares at the boy in anger. "You drew steel on a noble lady?"
Joffrey who is now frightened beyond belief tries to come up with some weak excuse, "I was just going to help them with their sword practicing father."
"Yes, because using a steel sword against a wooden stick is a good idea," Sansa says in a mocking voice.
"Quiet girl. No matter the reason Joffrey pulled his sword that does not excuse your sister's wolf from attacking the prince." Cersei yells at her.
"Nymeria didn't attack him. When the prince drew his sword and moved to attack Mycah my sister being who she is stepped in front of him looking to stop the prince from attacking. But Prince Joffrey seems to not care that my sister was standing in front of Mycah and pressed the attack. This forced my sister's hand, making her draw the dagger she was given for her protection and disarm the prince by sidestepping his clumsy swing, grabbing his hand and giving it a light cut to disarm him." Sansa says to the king.
"Lier, your sister's wolf clearly attacked my boy and you're just trying to cover for them." Accuses Cersei.
"If that were true then the bandage on Prince Joffrey's hand would be soaked in blood. Nymeria is almost fully grown and would most likely have torn his hand off if she had attacked." Sansa points out.
A look of realization comes to Robert's eyes at this. In all the yelling Robert had honestly forgotten how big the Starks wolfs are. Not that anyone could blame him seeing as after seeing Fenrir all other wolves look small in comparison.
"Boy show me your hand." Robert commands.
A look of dread comes to Joffery's face and he pulls his hand back as if to hide it. His mother however still believing her son's lies says, "Come on my lion show your father what the Stark's wolf did to you."
"Father…" Joffery starts to say.
"Boy you will remove that bandage yourself or I'll remove it for you." Robert yells.
The underlying threat of bodily harm is clear for Joffery to understand and slowly he starts to unwrap the bandage. When the cut comes in to view Robert loses what is left of his temper and stands and backhands Joffery hard across the face. Which causes Cersei to scream and run to her boy and try to protect him from Roberts fury.
"You lying sack of shit I should beat you to within an inch of your life for the disgrace you have brought me." Robert bellows.
Turning to his friend Robert says, "Ned I apologize for this misunderstanding."
Before Ned can say anything in response Sansa speaks up. "An apology is all well and good my king but that is not good enough. Prince Joffery is guilty of drawing a sword at a noble lady and then lying about it. A crime that is punishable by having said hand removed at the very least."
Cersei quickly becomes irate and yells out, "You dare to demand my son be punished for your sisters' actions. It anything it should be your sister who loses a hand for attacking my son."
Sansa who is becoming angry herself holds back her fury and says in a cold voice, "I demand nothing but justice. It was Prince Joffery who drew his sword, it was Prince Joffery who attacked my sister and it is Prince Joffery who had lied about it. So, it is Prince Joffery who should be held accountable for his actions. Or do the Starks once again find themselves before a king asking for justice but only to find none to be had."
Robert who was just barely holding on to his anger at this point finds it has reached its boiling point by this girl's words.
"Enough." He yells out and walks up to Sansa.
Once in front of her, he looks down at her, his towering form completely eclipsing hers. But to her credit, Sansa shows no fear and looks right into Robert's eyes without flinching. Robert for his part finds himself staring into the cold eyes of winter that all Starks are said to have. The same eyes he saw again and again when he looked into Lyanna's. Her sister my look more like Lyanna then Sansa did but by the gods, Robert could have sworn to all of them that he saw her shadow behind the girl.
"Lady Stark you can be assured that my son will be punished for his actions against your family, but you have to understand that cutting his hand off would be a bit much. Surely there is something else you can ask for that will make this right." Robert says to Sansa.
Sansa's eyes narrow at this, but she does understand. Her brother once told her that King Robert was smarter than most gave him credit for and it was showing right now. If she had guessed right, he is thinking about the bridge and how Tywin Lannister was funding most of it himself. If he cut off Joffery's hand, then Tywin could cut off the coin he was sending for its construction. Which was something Robert and her brother didn't want.
"Then I ask for an official end to our engagement." Sansa says to him
"Done." Robert back to her.
Sansa bows to her king and then walks over to her lord father and says, "Father I think it would be best if Arya and I return home."
"Of course, make ready tonight and you shell head back in the morning." Ned says feeling a sense of pride at how his child has handled herself.
Looking over at her sister Sansa orders, "Arya come, we make ready to return home now."
Normally Arya would not let her sister boss her around like this but right now Sansa is giving off the same feeling that Lelouch gives off when he is telling her to do something. So, she quickly follows her sister out of the tent without a word.
-The Next Day-
As Sansa rides with her sister by her side down the King's Road heading back to Winterfell she thinks about how she has failed her brother. It couldn't be helped, and she knew Lelouch would understand but still, the taste of failure is a bitter one to taste. At least she knew she had done the right thing by taking her sister's side. That had to count for something.
"Sister there are armed men on the road." Sansa hears Arya say to her.
Looking up Sansa sees a large figure and 5 men in golden armor on horseback in front of her and her party. Recognizing the large man for who he was Sansa says, "Lord Clegane how nice it is to see you this fine day. I had noticed your absence before I left this morning. Tell me are you here on the queen's orders or on your own will."
Sandor looks at Sansa's face and sees no fear. He then looks at the men that stand in front of her and sees a wall of flesh and steel. "The queen sent me." He answers simply
"Then she has sent you to your death. The only question that remains is will you die today?" Sansa says to him coldly. At her words, 20 more men join those that were already in front of her and take up the classic phalanx formation.
Looking at the men in front of him Sandor makes a quick judgment. He can't get passed these men with just him and five men on horseback. If they were normal guards, he could but these were the same type of men he saw training at the Moat. That wall would hold, and he along with the men with him would only find themselves dead at the end of their spears like a fish on a fishing spear
Still, Sandor draws his sword but then quickly kills the man on his left. The men around him are shocked at this and make to yell at him but he quickly cuts down the man on his right. Panic quickly comes over the men of House Lannister but before any of them can draw their swords Sandor cuts another one down. The last to men make to run away but before they and their horses can get very far an arrow in the back end them.
Sandor at the site of that turns his head back to the Northern party and sees two men with longbows in hand. But by far what catches his attention is both of the young Lady Starks who don't even seem to care that such violence has just happened before their very eyes.
Tossing his sword to the ground and dismounting his horse Sandor walks up to them unarmed and says, "I wish to speak to the one known as Jeremiah Gottwald. I didn't see him when I was at Winterfell with the king's party and wish to return and see him."
"And what business does the Hound have with the Knight of Orange?" Sansa asks.
The Knight of Orange, a strange name to be sure but it is what the common people called him to do to the orange symbol and color he wore on the day he struck his brother down. "My business my lady is between me and him."
With narrowed eye's Sansa thinks on what to do. On one hand, she could just kill the Hound right now and be done with it but on the other, the man had his uses. "Alright Lord Clegane I shell allow you to accompany us but be warned if you try anything, I will have no trouble watching you die a slow and painful death."
"Understood my lady." The Hound says and then bows his head to her.
- Dragonstone-
Standing by a pyre that she was about to burn in hopes of having one of her visions Melisandre thought about what had happened since that night so long ago. For years she had wondered who that man in her vision was. That man who was surrounded by shadow and death. Whose very presence felt so evil to her that it made the great enemy seem as if they were nothing.
She had spent years trying to catch another glimpse of the man, hoping beyond hope that her God would show her away of combating him and yet for all her hopes the Red God showed her nothing. No matter what sacrifice she made he would not show her who this person was. It was as if R'hllor was afraid of something. But that could not be, surely the Lord of Light feared nothing. No all she needed to do was sacrifice more and with Azor Ahai or Stannis Baratheon, she would make that sacrifice in the form of these spies she had found that now lined the road.
Her fellow followers light the pyres and the screams of men and women burning alive fill the air. Melisandre starts praying to ask her God to show her something, anything. But then like a candle that has been put out by the wind, the fires of the pyres are blown out. Not knowing what is going on Melisandre and her fellow followers get up off their knees and look at the pyres.
A cold chill runs down Melisandre's body and then all of a sudden, the black fire shoots up into the air consuming the pyres and bodies in all. Then she feels her soul rip from her body as she is pulled into the black flames. She screams as she is pulled in, and the next thing she knows she is falling into a void of nothingness.
At the same time, another person in a distant land is having a somewhat similar experience.
- House of the Undying-
Daenerys sits down next to her dead husband and looks upon the son she never had. It was a dream, a wonderful and cruel dream. She touches her son's hair with the hands of a mother's love then silently leaves. It hurts so badly to leave but she knew she could not stay here any longer. Yet right when she is about to walk out, she feels herself pulled gently into a black void.
Despite the darkness passing her by she feels no fear and soon finds herself in a vast field. Looking around her she sees she is not alone for right across from her is a woman with red hair who is looking up at the sky. Daenerys calls out to the woman but receives no answer. Walking up to the woman she sees tears running down her face as she looks up at the sky. Wondering why this woman is crying Daenerys looks up as well but immediately wishes she hadn't. For up in the sky she sees a great wolf devouring the sun.
The scene fills Daenerys's heart with fear, and she tears her eyes away from it and looks down. But one she does a new scene lays before her. It is a scene of death and destruction. Cities are burning, fighting men lay dead but worst of all she spots her dragons and Ser Jorah Mormont amongst the dead.
Her breathing becomes labored and she looks at the red woman and sees her still looking up at the sky in tears. Daenerys having enough turns around to run from this place, but no sooner does she do so then she finds herself in front of the doors of a mighty castle. Before she can wonder where she is the doors are opened by two men in black armor who bow their heads to her.
Not knowing what else to do Daenerys slowly walks through the doors and into a throne room. There are people every where's and all of them are bowing their heads to her. As she continues to walk forward, she spots 5 thrones with banners hanging over them in front of her. One of the banners is that of House Martell, two others are of House Tyrell, another is of her own house and the last is of House Stark. Each throne is made in the image of the House whose banner is over it and in each of them sits a breathtakingly beautiful woman who is in turn surrounded by children of different ages.
"Mommy!", An excited voice yells out catching Daenerys off guard.
Looking over at where the voice had come from Daenerys sees a little girl with silver-gold hair running up to her. When the little girl reaches her, she hugs her legs and looks up at her with gray colored eyes. The girl pouts at her and says, "Your late, and you promised you wouldn't be seeing as it is my name-day."
"I…." Daenerys does not know what to say. Her tongue is tied, and she does not know what is going on.
"Now, now Rhaella you know your mother is a busy woman." Says one of the beautiful women who had made their way towards her from their thrones.
Each one of them has a smile on their face that speaks of love and tenderness. Though one of them has a mischievous look on her face that makes Daenerys feel uncomfortable.
The same woman who had spoken before says, "Welcome home sister. We have missed you." Then she leans forward and kisses her gently on the cheek.
"Indeed, we have. Welcome home Dany." Says another woman and then follows that up with another kiss to her cheek.
The last woman, however, says nothing as she just steps forward and kisses Daenerys passionately on the lips. Daenerys who was already taken aback by everything is so shocked by this kiss that she doesn't even realize the women has put her tongue in her mouth till she removes it and ends the kiss.
"I have missed you the most sister." The woman says to her as the other two just shake their heads at this action, seemingly use to it.
"What, why…" Daenerys tries to say but her mind has yet to catch up with what is happening and the kiss by the woman does not help her think any more clearly.
"Mommy where is dad?" The little girl asks her.
"I don't…." Daenerys starts to say but is interrupted by one of the women.
"He is probably still in his office. Sister why don't you go get him." The woman says to Daenerys.
Before Daenerys can say anything, the woman turns her around and gently pushes her to the door and says, "Hurry up now we can't start Rhaella's name-day without you and him."
Daenerys in a state of confusion walks back towards the doors she came through and walks out of them back into the black void that she first found herself in. Looking back, she sees the little girl and the women and children around her wave to her as the set of doors close.
Now finding herself back in the void alone Daenerys feels a strong desire to go back into that room but the doors vanish before she can even take a step forward. Was that a vision? she wonders to herself as she just stands there for a time. Shaking her head as if to get rid of some unpleasant thought Daenerys turns around and starts to walk deeper into the void looking for a way out. She walks for what feels like hours till she finally spots a man in front of her.
Not knowing who he is Daenerys hesitates walking towards him but on looking around and seeing nothing and no one else she moves towards him. Once she is standing in front of him, she looks at the man who has so far not moved a single inch towards her. Looking closely at him she has to say he is very handsome but with a cold if not uncaring look on his face. His face is somewhat soft, but his build is strong and shows clearly even through his clothes that he has been trained to fight. He is without a doubt one of the best-looking men she had ever seen but his eyes are so cold that she feels her blood turn ice just by looking into them. Was this another vision she wondered.
"Hello Daenerys Targaryen, it is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance." The man's soft but cold voice says to her.
Taken slightly aback once more Daenerys asks, "You're not a vision?"
Raising an eye at this the man says, "I don't believe so. But then I don't know what type of visions you have been having."
"Who are you?" Daenerys asks.
"I think you already know the answer to that Daenerys Targaryen." The men say to her with a condescending smile on his face.
"Lelouch Stark, better known as the Black Wolf of the North." Daenerys hisses out and backs up a bit. From what she has heard from Ezio this man was no ally of hers and was not about to be caught off guard around him.
"Very good Lady Targaryen." Lelouch says with that same condescending look on his face.
It irritates Daenerys to see that look. It proves to her that what Ezio said was true. He really didn't see her as a threat or of any importance.
"Where are we? How is it that I am able to meet and talk with you as I am?" Daenerys asks him, wishing nothing more than to get away from him.
"Well, to be honest, I don't know how we are here but if I had to say where we are, well I would say we are somewhere in-between the realms of life and death." Lelouch says to her.
"You must be joking." Daenerys says to him.
The look on Lelouch's face just shows that he is not. "I don't joke very often Lady Targaryen, and especially wouldn't about this place. Can't you feel it? The cold emptiness of death all around you."
And just like a cold wind has blown past her Daenerys feels a chill run up her back. Looking around herself she looks at the emptiness around her and starts to feel true fear for the first time in her life. The fear of utter hopelessness that death brings with it and that there is no escape from.
"This is what awaits us after death?" She says with a trembling voice.
"I don't believe so but then if there is a hell, I can't imagine a better place for the wicked to end up. A place was no light shines, and nothing ever happens for all eternity. Yes, this would be a truly perfect hell." Lelouch says in an uncaring voice.
"How do we get out?" Daenerys says. She had thought she had known fear and despair but now that she was truly looking at this empty place, she realizes she knew nothing.
"Best guess is whenever what brought us here lets us leave," Lelouch says not caring about what is happening. After all, he was not dead yet. He was sure about that much at least.
Finally realizing that Lelouch Stark sounds like he didn't care about their current predicament Daenerys turns and faces him. "Are you not worried about where we are?"
"Is there a reason I should be?" Lelouch asks her.
"Oh, I don't know maybe because we don't know if we will ever leave here or that we may be dead." Daenerys says to him in anger.
"All things die one day Lady Targaryen. Man, trees, beasts, dragons, maybe even gods. There is as far as I know no exception to this rule. Besides Lady Targaryen whatever brought us here is the one that will most likely decide when we can leave or if we leave." Lelouch states to her in a calm cold voice.
"How can you be so uncaring about this?" Daenerys asks in total bewilderment.
Lelouch's eyes turn from cold ones to ones that look old and worn down. Eyes that have seen too much and only wished to rest now. Those eyes make Daenerys feel even more uncomfortable than the cold ones from before.
"Because I have been here before." Lelouch answers her after just looking at her for a bit.
"What do you mean you have been here before?" Daenerys asks.
"Do you believe in reincarnation Lady Daenerys?" Lelouch asks back to her.
"Reincarnation?" Daenerys says back to him clearly not understanding his question.
"Yes, reincarnation. The concept that the non-physical essence of a living being starts a new life in a different physical form or body after their….."
"I know what reincarnation is Lord Stark." Daenerys says interrupting Lelouch as he started to explain to her what reincarnation was to her as if she is a dimwit.
Raising an eyebrow at her Lelouch says, "It is very rude to interrupt people before they are done talking Lady Daenerys. And an action unbefitting of a lady."
Daenerys hates this, she hates this place, she hates Lord Lelouch Stark and she hates those eyes that are looking down on her but at the same time are saying you can do better. And knowing that she has indeed been rude she says, "My apologies Lord Stark."
Lelouch waves her off, "Think nothing of it Lady Targaryen. You are still young and have much to learn about politics. For example, showing anger is the same as showing weakness. It lets everyone know you're a ruled by your emotions and tend to make judgments based on them. Which in turn makes you easy to manipulate."
Again, Daenerys feels her anger rising but at the same time, she sees reason in his words. Right now, Lord Stark is completely calm, which in turn makes it hard for her to get a read on him. So, taking a deep breath she rains in her emotions and stands before him like the queen she knows she is.
Now calm Daenerys says, "You were saying something about reincarnation?"
Lelouch is not fooled by her act of being calm. He has already seen the scared little girl inside the body of this young woman. It makes him wonder if she would be useful at all to him, but then it's to soon to make a judgment on that. He does wonder however why death had brought them here. Was it so they could meet? Well it mattered little she was here and so was he, so he might as well play with her for a bit.
"Did I? Yes, I suppose I did." Lelouch says in a puzzled tone.
When he doesn't say anything further and just stands there Daenerys finds she is getting annoyed once more.
"Well do you care to elaborate?" Daenerys asks in as calm a tone as she can manage. She does not wish to give him more reason to look down on her than he already was.
"Not really." Is Lelouch's simple answer.
"And why not?" Daenerys asks letting her anger slip out just a bit.
"Because, frankly, I don't feel like it anymore." Lelouch answers in total aloofness.
Daenerys is about to yell at him once more when she stops herself. He is enjoying this, she realizes. And that angers her even more.
"You know Lord Stark it is not wise to tease a dragon." Daenerys says in an icy voice.
"I see no dragon here. Do you?" Lelouch asks in a condescending voice.
"I am the dragon. I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen and The Mother of Dragons." She all but shouts at him.
Lelouch just looks at her for a bit then says, "Stormborn? A superficial title that has little real meaning. Tell me Daenerys Stormborn how many children do you think were born on the same day as you?"
When Daenerys doesn't answer him right away Lelouch continues. "A couple of hundred? Maybe even thousands. That title has no meaning whatsoever. As for Mother of Dragons, well getting lucky in hatching a couple of tiny lizards with wings that will one day turn in to overgrown lizards with wings it hardly an accomplishment."
Feeling fury, the likes of with she has never felt before Daenerys doesn't know if she should attack this man or yell at him. He is literally disregarding her titles as if they have no meaning. No, that is wrong, to this man they don't have any meaning. She does not yell or attack however seeing as there would be little point in the action and instead fires back, "And what about your title Lord Lelouch Stark the Black Wolf of the North. Is that not a superficial title as well?"
"When I first got the title yes it was. You see Lady Targaryen when I was younger, I wore mostly black clothing. That is were the silly name came from." Lelouch says to her.
Daenerys has a hard time believing that the name that made people pause in admiration came from something so simple. But then he was wearing black now so maybe it was not so hard to believe.
"But despite how silly the name really is I have since given it meaning. My only question is can you give make your titles actually mean something?" Lelouch asks her.
"Are you saying my name and titles are worthless?" Daenerys asks in a bitter tone.
"Yes." Is Lelouch's simple response.
"I am the rightful Queen of the Seven Kingdoms by blood." Daenerys states in anger.
"No, you're nothing and no one, just like your crazy brother. And that is why you are still alive to this day. After all, if you were really a threat to King Robert's rule, I would have killed you long ago." Lelouch says in a cold voice that scares Daenerys.
In his eyes, Daenerys sees the truth in his words. "You, you knew where we were the whole time."
"Your brother may have been crazy, but he was right when he told you your enemies were not very far away. The only thing he had wrong was there weren't any knives ready to cut your throat and I was no enemy, but then nor was I a friend." Lelouch says to her.
"And the reason for that was because we were not strong enough or important enough to kill or be friends with." Daenerys says in a bitter tone.
"That's right." Lelouch says but then adds in, "But perhaps you will be one day. In fact, perhaps I'll help you become someone of note."
"What do you mean?" Daenerys asks.
Not answering her right away, Lelouch quickly weighs the pros and cons of helping this woman. In truth, he didn't need her now or ever really, but she was perfectly set to deal with a problem he meant to get to at a later time. And by a later time, he meant 20 to 30 years later. That was the soonest possible time he could get to dealing with Slaver's Bay. It takes only a bit of time for Lelouch to go through most of, if not all of the possible scenarios of using Daenerys. For Daenerys, however, only a second has passed by.
"I mean that I plan to help you gain power Lady Targaryen." Lelouch says to her.
Smartly Daenerys asks the simple question, "Why?"
Daenerys was learning quickly that everyone wanted something from her and so she didn't think even for a second that he was doing this out of the goodness of his heart.
"Because you just happen to be in the prime position to deal with an annoyance that I have been meaning to get to for some time." Answers Lelouch.
"You wish to use me." Daenerys says as a statement and not as a question.
"Don't think of it as me using you, so much as you using me. Seeing as you have far more to gain from my help then I have to gain from using you to my ends." Lelouch says to her.
"Even if that is so there is still the problem of you using me." Daenerys snaps at him.
"Don't be a child Lady Targaryen. Everyone uses someone else to get what they want. This is a fact of life and doesn't change no matter what position you have in life." Lelouch says in a scolding tone that makes Daenerys flinch.
Despite how cold it sounds Daenerys knows he is right. Everyone did indeed use someone else for something. She herself was looking to get the backing of the Thirteen to use them to take back the Iron Throne. The only problem is she didn't want to accept that she was like everyone else. Still, there was little doubt that with this man's help she could finally start moving forward.
"And what is it that you wish me to do Lord Stark and most importantly what do I get out of taking care of this annoyance?" Daenerys asks fully set on letting this man think he is using her.
"What I want is for you to conquer Slaver's Bay and as for what you get. Well, you get your own little kingdom and an army to do with as you please." Lelouch says to her.
It's now Daenerys turn to raise an eyebrow. "And how am I supposed to take over all of Slaver's Bay?"
"My spy Ezio Auditore will help you in that. I am sure you two have already met and if not, you will soon. Just tell him il Vostro signore vi comanda per aiutare Lady Targaryen fino a che non si dimostra indegno." Lelouch says to her.
Having never heard this language before Daenerys is more than a little suspicious of what he has told her to tell Ezio. How does she know she won't be giving the order for her own death? But before she can ask him what the meaning of those words are, she hears the screech of her dragons.
Hearing the same thing she has Lelouch says, "It looks like our time is up, Lady Targaryen. Till we meet again."
Giving a small bow Lelouch watches on as she fades away before she can say anything more. Now finding himself in the dark void alone Lelouch says, "I don't know why you allowed me to meet her, but I am assuming it is for a reason."
After not hearing a response Lelouch says, "Well no matter. I am sure I will find out the reason sooner or later."
And with that Lelouch too fades from the void to return to the world of the living. Once he leaves the being known as death materializes in the place where the dragon and the wolf once stood. If it had the ability to smile it would smile, and if it had the ability to feel joy, it would feel it, but it didn't. None the less things were going just as it had planned. Lelouch had already changed the world it had brought him to and soon the final act would begin.
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And done. Wow, that took a lot longer then I thought it would.
So, boy and girl, men and women tell me what you thank.
I was going to jump straight into what happens in King's Landing but felt like I have not given Daenerys enough face time in the story and wanted to address some character development. I wanted to show a slow change in her. For one she is not for a lack of a better word stupid as she was in the show. I don't care what anyone says both her and Cersei were the luckiest characters in the show. They kept getting away and surviving things they really shouldn't have till they both died.
But I digress. I wanted to show that she understands that she is ill-informed and has little actual knowledge of what is going on in the world. I also felt she needed to be humbled a bit and shown that Lelouch could have her killed with easy.
Now moving on I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Any mistakes you find let me know and I will do the best I can to fix them.
Till next chapter.